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the sky. With the seat leaned back, the sun in your eyes. Almost re-relapse, every time I drive by all those. Chorus. California palms in California sands. The California palms of your California hands
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Here's one for the diamonds in the dark. (California Daze). And all the people in the park. (Never feels the same). Especially for the amblers in the gloom. (it's the darkest gloom). And all
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. . Bar-Bar-Barbara, Santa Barbara. Bar-Bar-Barbara, Santa Barbara. Bar-Bar-Barbara, Santa Barbara. Bar-Bar-Barbara, Santa Barbara. . California. Then we sail into the shallow sea. The wind that
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oke!. Hate california. It's cold and it's damp. That's why the lady is a tramp. . I get too hungry for dinner at eight. I like the theatre but never come late. I never bother with people I hate
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we leave for California?. If we drive all night we can make it by the morning. And no one has to know if we decide to go. Oh, what do you say we leave for California? If we leave our friends then we
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I'm at the house bout to roll this kush up. I can get a call at any minute, so I'm just doing push-ups. Waiting on what seems to be forever. I burned a hole in my Polo sweater cause I was nervous
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in her hair,. Life without care. She's broke and it's ok. Hates California, it's cold and it's damp. That's why the lady is a tramp. She gets too hungry to wait for dinner at eight. She loves the
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. Won't dish the dirt with the rest of the girls. That's why the lady is a tramp. I like that cool fresh wind in my hair. Life without care. I'm broke, it's ok! . Hate California. It's cold and it's
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fly. Yea we're out there having fun in the warm California sun. . Well, I'm going out west out on the coast. Where the California girls are really the most. . Where they walk and I'll walk They
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oke!. Hate california. It's cold and it's damp. That's why the lady is a tramp. . I get too hungry for dinner at eight. I like the theatre but never come late. I never bother with people I hate
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throw it up. Get buzzed; let's get *** up. California show me love. Get buzzed; let's get *** up. California, so high we'll ride all night. Comin' straight outta Cali (what?!). The 818 valley (what
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As I stand here these evening. Looking out over the metropolis of Los Angeles, California. I can't help but think about the young lady that I met here. So I wrote a song tonight and I call it my
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I'll tell you what I will miss. California and horses,. Down by the sailboats where we waded in,. The feel of the world in my hands, in my hands,. The feel of the world in my hands. And still so
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I'll tell you what I will miss –. California and horses, . Down by the sailboats where we waded in, . The feel of the world in my hands, in my hands, . The feel of the world in my hands. . And
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I'll tell you what I will miss. California and horses,. Down by the sailboats where we waded in,. The feel of the world in my hands, in my hands,. The feel of the world in my hands. And still so